One mom's journey through life, love, and loss.

Mother’s Day, May 13, 2018

Mother’s day – yuck. I’ve been dreading this day for the last few days. It is supposed to be a happy day spent WITH your kids. Not a day that you want to hide under the covers so the world doesn’t see your tears. So many tears. My first Mother’s day comes one day before the day that marks two months without you. That alone makes the sting even worse to bear.

This Mother’s day I spent most of the day with your sweet Aunty Jack. She let your mama cry her eyes out, all the while just holding my hand. “You’re pretty special,” She says, “You are mommy to the most beautiful angel.” Wow. Your aunty knew exactly what I needed to hear on that hard day. She really did find a way to comfort me through her own tears and pain. You would be proud, baby. All though, I’m sure you had something to do with that, too!

Your daddy knew that mommy was having an awful day, but man oh man did he have a plan to turn my frown upside down! When I got home he took me to People’s to pick out a brand new ring set! What a wonderful Mother’s day gift! It sparkle’s so much and I know you would love it. Again, I’m sure you had a hand in making this happen for your daddy and I.

I felt you wrap your arms around me that day and let me know that I can do this. When I woke up that morning I wasn’t sure that I could. I was so scared, Eva. I can feel you in those moments, helping your mama see that though the days are hard, they all have a little bit of good in them.